One Down...

19 (or 23) to go!  A few weeks ago (September 9) John finally lost his first tooth!  I just looked back, and July 25 was when I first posted about it being lose.  He wasn't afraid to pull it or anything, he just noticed it when it was barely loose, and it took a long time to be ready, I guess.  So, after church Sunday Buck noticed that John's gums were a little discolored.  He told him to try to go pull it.  John went into the bathroom and quickly gave up because it was slippery.  I told him to try using a paper towel.  He then worked diligently, grunting here and there to help it along, as I tried to finish my lunch.  I wasn't really very hungry anymore...gross!  After several minutes, he did it!

 At night everyone was so excited that the tooth fairy was coming for the first time!  I have a pillow (a little frilly, but still fun) that someone cross stitched for me as a child with a little poem about the tooth fairy and a pocket on it.  John opted to use it.

Wha-da-ya-know...he got a gold dollar!  It's been burning a hole in his pocket ever since.  As much as loose teeth gross me out, I found myself being really excited about John losing his first tooth.  His adult tooth is already making its way in.  We're saving for braces now!